She was over the top and out of control. She ran away at 13 years old. But she had her feet on the ground. And nobody pushed her around. . Her mommy said "you'd better be a good girl".
Leona, Leona you tell him you're through. You tell him Leona, about me and you. You tell him we're married with a baby up to. You tell him Leona, you tell him you're through.
I won't give up. Fightin' for your love. Oh lord. Alright. . You try to push away. But baby uh you just wait. I'll break those chains. . Fightin' for your love.
You'll never know a woman's heart,. just can't see that far,. down such a long and pretty road,. that you'll never go,. . Well you might haunt her every dream,.
I met a little girl in Knoxville a town we all know well. And every Sunday evening out in her home I'd dwell. We went to take an evening walk about a mile from town.
See you were crying. See you were crying. Mine is what you are. Mine is what you are. Mine - you are mine. And I see you wait, see you wait. In the sky.
Kneel at the cross Christ will meet you there oh come while he waits for you. Listen to his voice leave within you care and begin life anew. Kneel at the cross leave every care kneel at the cross Jesus will meet you there.
Wind blow through, my lover. Tend your grave forever. Cut these webs away, my lover. Drag your body to my cold arms.
Jerry Miles was a boofrog he was a good friend of mine. I never understood a single word he said Lord I helped him drink his wine. And he always had some mighty fine wine.
Giving back your stoney silence. Dig a deep hole, your gain my loss. Rid you of all the love in you. Hiding feelings under hard shell. A corner of the churchyard.
Jesus hold my hand I need the every art. Through this troubled land protect me by your side. Hear my feeble plea oh Lord look down on me. For I need your light to guide me day and night blessed Jesus hold my hand.
Oh Mammy, oh Mammy Mammy Blue. Oh Mammy Blue. Oh Mammy, oh Mammy Mammy Blue. Oh Mammy Blue. . I may be your forgotten son. Who wandered off at twenty-one.
It's such a pretty world today look at the sunshine. And every day's the same since I met you. It's such a pretty world today knowing that you're mine.
Now my dear friend. Now for your sins. You're to suffer. Here it begins. Drag ropes forward. Shame will save you. Out moves inward. Turn of the screw.
If you hear some footsteps walking close behind you in the night. And you look around and no one do you see. If you feel someone is watching you and there's no one in sight.
It's not me that you speak to when you're talking in your sleep. It's not me I can tell by all the secrets that you keep. It's not me you're always dreaming of oh how it hurts to know which your new love.
I'm coming, yes I'm coming home. You know that I'll be there. I'm coming now, don't you try to phone. Or turn the music down low. I'm coming, yes I'm coming.
If this house could talk oh what a story although it's only made of wood and stone. How it could brag about its days of glory when it almost became a happy home.
An acre of diamonds I'd offered to you a solid gold mansion an airplane or two. This world would be yours dear to have and to hold. If teardrops were pennies and heartaches were gold.